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You Shut My Crazy Out
You Shut My Crazy Out You shut my crazy out, and something in my chest slips. Something in my chest tightens, Something eerie sweeps my brain and tickles me in the back of my neck. Who are you? I start to question our relationship, my existence, my purpose. What do you want? You're so neat and ordered. You're so focused. You have expectations and I'm not delivering. Make me feel like I'm running with a glitch. What's wrong with me? Sometimes I act crazier than crazy like there's something mentally wrong with me. You can't tolerate it ask me to shut it and my mood flips. Do you even know me? Sometimes it feels like you don't. An oversimplification of my feelings amplifies your black and white this not that world view. It makes me uncomfortable. If I'm so simple, why does my gut sting and tongue spit vile when you disappear. It's not right, I know. But I don't exist to be right. I exist because I don't want to miss out. I want everything before I die, including you. Losing all that Testosterone will do some good. These passionate fumes need to blow out. I just wanna live sometimes. And sometimes, I can't help but think you stop me from doing that. And that's what hurts the most. Contest- Love Me Like You Mean It Sponsor- Julie Leigh Rodeheaver Date- 12/7/19
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